TRINITY’S POV
Cool tile kissed my forehead as I leaned against the shower wall and quietly sobbed. It felt like I was coming undone, like fear itself was oozing out from the mark on my neck. I hated it, that constant reminder of what had been stolen from me. I hated the metallic smell of it and the unwelcome attention it drew- especially from Jaxom.
Far too often, I caught him staring at it, always with that wild, possessive glint in his eye. No matter what he said, I knew the wolf wished it was his teeth sinking into my skin. There were times he acted so charming, so human. But when those amber irises flared with hunger- a hunger for me- I remembered that he was anything but.
After only two days with Jaxom, I’d already made the mistake of letting down my guard. He had the power to
